When you ask your ex what colors he prefers for the wedding as he’s walking out the door the next morning. It was perfectly timed to catch a confused double take right before the door closed. I am hilarious.

Recycling an ex in the past turned into him being my best friend (platonic) today. Had I not booty called him one night, we never would have developed the friendship that we have today. I can’t tell you how many times he’s had my back. He recently travelled 45 minutes to replace my starter in the parking lot of one of my jobs while I worked and paid for the whole thing. Moral of the story: just because it doesn’t work for you, doesn’t mean my experience is going to be the same. Beyond that, my life might suck right now but that’s not because I’m a complete idiot or from lack of trying.